experience mold
the perfect bowl
and it holds
if it glow
remembered gold
or its own
still and slow
grown older
strange its roll
the well-known road
tolling goalless
Poetry
experience mold
the perfect bowl
and it holds
if it glow
remembered gold
or its own
still and slow
grown older
strange its roll
the well-known road
tolling goalless
rooms are
inhabited,
some more
exhibit
their ars,
‘tho rumor
& thief
intervene,
or these,
haunted
& leaf
often
memory
in single file,
alphabet
& ancient day
to forward,
may remark
a truer proof
an only
manuscript,
not autograph